The whole final season was like watching a train-wreck in progress. Vic giving up Ronnie to save his double-crossing wife, Dutch hunting a serial killer kid, Claudette dying while chasing her white wale, ICE fumbling their investigation into the Mexican cartel only to be saved by the duty-bound Vic, Aceveda being as dirty as possible while winning the mayoral election. It was not a perfect ending but it does seem to be a fitting ending for this series.
This show is the definition of a tragedy. Every character was fundamentally flawed and they were all working in a system that is extremely corrupt but, after all, is probably not too far-fetched a portrait of the system we live with.
Vic is a cop-killer. So was Shane. Everyone on the Strike Team was dirty because they were playing all sides against each other and trying to skim as much as they could for themselves. But did they really have a choice?
Yes, they did. But amidst all of this chaos and corruption it did seem like they were getting the job done. Well, that’s not really right though, is it? They were managing the situation as best they saw fit.
I’m a big 24 fan and while I would be the first one to say that the show has deteriorated somewhat in the last couple of years it is far better than most things on television. Especially considering the fact that the last time I got to watch a new episode was about a year and a half ago! Damn writer’s strike.
While Jack is running through the fictitious African country of Sengala saving children from being forced into military service and politicians in DC are trying to figure out how to prosecute Jack for saving the world at least six times (in six days nonetheless!) I will be lighting up a big cigar that will hopefully last most of the whole two hours.
The Unit has got it all: gun fights between good guys and bad guys, intrigue at home, death at every corner. This is a truly dramatic television show because, unlike other “dramas,” a main character might actually get killed in combat and missions might not get completed like the good guys want.
But that’s what is so great about this show; there’s a ton of tension. There’s tension on each mission, tension between husband and wife, mother and daughter, between shooters and their colonel, soldier and politician, even between team members themselves. No story line stands still on this show and everything inevitably goes off in some totally unforeseen direction.
If you haven’t watched this show before you need to give it a try. Watch a couple of episodes and, if you are liking what you are seeing (and I can’t see how you couldn’t like this show), rent the previous seasons as well.
What makes this show a great show for cigar smokers is that the lead character, Dennis Haysbert, is an avid cigar smoker. He has even been able to sneak our shared pastime past the network censors and onto a couple of the episodes.
This is an action-packed thriller of a show that actually has good guys and bad guys. Give it a shot and watch it a couple times.
When The Sopranos left our television sets I was saddened. We no longer had a television show that prominently featured cigar smokers and that sucked. But a few weeks ago something great happened.
A new show came on the air that could take the cigar smoker’s cause up once again. This show, about an outlaw motorcycle club, is the Sons of Anarchy. They’re like the mob on bikes.
Every episode there are shootings, girls, deadly club politics, fights, gun running, smuggling, choppers, and, oh yeah, cigars. It’s this perfect mix of ingredients that draws me to the FX Network every Wednesday night.
While it was the cigar smoking that initially drew me into watching this show it was the complex story lines, like with The Sopranos, that has kept me watching. There are so many twists and turns, back stories, side stories, and all-around mayhem that it is impossible not to get hooked on this show.
The only way you couldn’t like this show is if you were one of those guys who was in touch with his “inner self.” If you haven’t started watching it yet you owe it to yourself to give it a shot.